Any way back when. My mom introducede me to a new braider she meet at church

So I was young and broke and didn't have a choice so I said naively why not? My sibling was like," Did you look at the braider's hair before saying yes?"

Me: No, not really

Sibling: Well hopefully she will be good.

So I walk in and sit down in the braider's house she is with a friend also. Then she starts braiding my hair and then I started to feel the strength of ten men under her heavy handed azz, by doing only one big azz braid. I thought oh maybe she would be lighter on the rest. Nope after hours of owww, and it hurts it hurts. She didn't let up. Her dumb azz friend was in the background screaming acolades. "Yes dang girl these braids bout to be cute!"

By now I have an astronomical headache and was so pissed I had to call my fam. I went into the bathroom with my eyes filled with tears and frustration on why I sat through that ish and what the hell am I going to do now with these ugly azz bubu braids. I call my sibling telling her what happened and she was even more furious than I was. She said," man eff that bish, you ain't paying her for those raggedy too tight braids, I'm on my way to get you. And if the bish want to fight we can take her and her friend!"

My heart welled up with pride that somebody had my back. Braider: Do you like them?Me: umm Idk I have see something, they are kind of big.

As we spoke my fam pulled up in her driveway.She called me saying: Umm you're going to have to pay ol' girl. There are at least 20 crips just chilling outside of her house. I think she bangs We are going to have to chuck this up as a loss.

Me: I slowly looked around her house and notice the picture frames filled with people wearing blue bandannas and blue tee/white tee shirts.

And thought to myself,I like my life, yes I look like Celie's step cousin with these braids, but at least I will live. I slowly put my hands in my pocket and gave the crip braider her money.

And skipped my azz out that house so fast and into the car like a coward

Yes it could be salvaged. She needs to re-cornrow the front then pack the back into a ponytail bun. Not a soul in the world would know. But I would tell the mama if shes reading this thread to leave the babies hair as is and sue the hell outta the stylist for taking her anger out on the baby. Posting pics without consent for kids under the age of 15 is against the law. Even on the news they never show faces of kids just from the neck down.

Any way back when. My mom introducede me to a new braider she meet at church

So I was young and broke and didn't have a choice so I said naively why not? My sibling was like," Did you look at the braider's hair before saying yes?"

Me: No, not really

Sibling: Well hopefully she will be good.

So I walk in and sit down in the braider's house she is with a friend also. Then she starts braiding my hair and then I started to feel the strength of ten men under her heavy handed azz, by doing only one big azz braid. I thought oh maybe she would be lighter on the rest. Nope after hours of owww, and it hurts it hurts. She didn't let up. Her dumb azz friend was in the background screaming acolades. "Yes dang girl these braids bout to be cute!"

By now I have an astronomical headache and was so pissed I had to call my fam. I went into the bathroom with my eyes filled with tears and frustration on why I sat through that ish and what the hell am I going to do now with these ugly azz bubu braids. I call my sibling telling her what happened and she was even more furious than I was. She said," man eff that bish, you ain't paying her for those raggedy too tight braids, I'm on my way to get you. And if the bish want to fight we can take her and her friend!"

My heart welled up with pride that somebody had my back. Braider: Do you like them?Me: umm Idk I have see something, they are kind of big.

As we spoke my fam pulled up in her driveway.She called me saying: Umm you're going to have to pay ol' girl. There are at least 20 crips just chilling outside of her house. I think she bangs We are going to have to chuck this up as a loss.

Me: I slowly looked around her house and notice the picture frames filled with people wearing blue bandannas and blue tee/white tee shirts.

And thought to myself,I like my life, yes I look like Celie's step cousin with these braids, but at least I will live. I slowly put my hands in my pocket and gave the crip braider her money.

And skipped my azz out that house so fast and into the car like a coward

I'm glad that most of y'all can't fathom a mother doing this kind of thing to their child...that tells me you grew up in relatively normal, loving, stable homes.

I have seen people with my own eyes have their kids lie, steal, and cheat for them or deliberately put their kids in dangerous situations just because they want to get over on somebody. This happens all the time.

Sadly, that child is probably already so hardened to the world that this disappointment will just roll off her back like water on duck feathers. And in a few years she'll probably be on worldstar beating down some other child and we'll be wondering how she got so ratchet. This is how it starts.

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